This is a song about "Big booty hos"

Bitches shake their booty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

Just to match the grind with precision

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed